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saying Goodbye at the house and
that wasn't as final as a teary
scene at the station. I guess I'll
"sort of miss him." Oh! Damn war!
July 20, 1942
Louise and I did our U.S.O.
work at Forest Park Golf Course,
but discouragingly only collected
$3.50. Natchally we were both rather
disappointed, but had fun chatting
in spite of it.
Moms and I took Daddy to
Rencher's etc; and then met Mrs.
Brennan and Pats at the Hollis
to see "This Gun for Hire" with
Veronika Lake and Alan Ladd ([?])
and "The Fleet's In" with Jimmy
Dorsey and his orchestra (good
music!)
July 21, 1942
Louise, Kay and I went to
Forest Park again for an ever more
disappointing time. It doesn't seem
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